Chapter 65

"For an emperor--but we will not talk of tombs, my lord," she answered, "but of pleasant things, and--and--of something that I have to ask you." "What?" smiled Visconti. The pages had gathered up the drawings, and the architect had removed his precious model and withdrawn. They were alone, and Graziosa rose and looked at Visconti a little timidly. "I--I mean--there will be peace soon--you think, my lord?" "I think so--but peace or war, it shall not touch thee, Graziosa." "Indeed, I do not fear it--but----" She hesi…